Breaking Lia

The sun shown through the window of Lia Harrison’s swanky Atlanta home. Actually the house belonged to her father, the medical director over the ER at a prestigious hospital in Atlanta,. The room was well decorated, a stylish blend of rocker chick and wild child, with the efficiency of a law student, with just a hint of kink. Lia’s pretty blue eyes fluttered open as she reluctantly started to wake from her slumber. Lia looked around for a bit, brushing off the images that slowly seeped back into her head as she awakened. She pushed long strands of blond hair from her face as she slid up and leaned against the headboard. She glanced at each end of the headboard at the handcuffed attached to them. These weren’t the standard fuzzy, pastel or leopard print handcuffs you might expect to see in a girls room. These were hard steel, heavy duty handcuffs that had seen more than their fair share of action. She blew the last few strands of hair from her face before finally deciding to get out of the bed.

Lia tossed the light covers off of herself, exposing her tiny frame. She stood a hair under 5ft tall and weighed just over 90lbs. She glanced down at herself and grimaced slightly. She had just recently fought off a major infection, but lost a good deal of weight in the process. Although most men would kill to be with her just the way she was, she thought she needed to put on a few pounds. Lia sighed and slid out of bed. She went over to her full length mirror to give herself a once over. Although she had issues with the way she looked as of late, she couldn’t deny she was pretty sexy. Her light semi-sheer tank top fell perfectly over her perky A cups, accentuating them perfectly. Lia tugged at her top alittle, pulling it down over her tight, flat little tummy, then poked it out alittle and turned sideways. She sighed, thinking about how difficult it would be for her to actually be pregnant, but still sometimes she liked to pretend. After indulging her brief flight of fancy, she pulled her low cut boy shorts down just below her tiny, shapely hips before, turning around as many girls do, to take a look at her ass. She had a tight cute little ass, that complimented the rest of her body perfectly. Satisfied that she had looked herself over long enough, she decided it was time to get ready for her day. As she walked off towards the bathroom, she sighed, this time trying to figure out what she was going to do with her hair. As much as she loved her long beautiful blonde hair, it was such a hassle to deal with in the morning.

Lia went into the bathroom and started brushing her teeth. After she’d finished, she started slipping off her pj’s and stepped into the shower. The warm water felt great as it cascaded down her tiny body. She put in her shampoo in and conditioner in before she grabbed her shower gel and started massaging it all over he wet body. Bubbles followed the water as it poured down her sleek body. She rubbed the gel over all over herself, starting at her shoulders and arms, then down to her perky little breast, she lingered for a bit, pinching and twisting her nipples as her mind drifted off to her dream. Instinctively her right hand crept down her body and she began massaging her already engorged clit. She moaned slightly as she continued pleasuring herself. She was almost at the edge of orgasm when her concentration was broken by loud banging.

“Lia! I’ve got to go to work alittle early. Breakfast is already on the table.” her father called to her from the other side of the door. Lia peaked her head from the shower curtain.

“Thank you daddy! I love you. Have a good day at work!” she called out to him before disappearing back into the shower. Lia sighed frustratedly as she finished showering, her father’s interruption completely ruining her fantasy. “Thanks a lot dad.” She mumbled to herself as she started to dry off. She stepped back into her room and threw on some clothes. She didn’t really have much to do that day, just a little bit of catch up work for school. She was frustrated by the prospect of having to go to summer school just because she got sick, but all she had to do was finish a bit of make up work and write a few papers to avoid that. Just at the moment she didn’t feel like it. Lia slipped on a faded pink tank top with “Black Sabbath” written in black across the front and a pair of black jogging shorts on. She glanced down at her toes for a moment and grimaced, looking at the slight faded toenail polish on her cute little toes. She slipped on a pair of sized 5 platform sandals and headed down the stairs. Lia almost never wore flats because she was so tiny making it impossible to reach a lot of things. Fortunately everything she really cared to get was within her reach and she even had a small step stool for anything that wasn’t, even though she felt ridiculous using the step stool, just to reach the into the sink good.

Lia smiled as she saw her plate sitting on the table. Her dad had really gone all out this time around. He’d been doing that ever since she’d got back home from the hospital. He’d also been watching her like a hawk, which Lia found sweet at first, but after two straight weeks of it, it had started to get alittle annoying, but she really didn’t mind it all that much, that was just her dad being her dad. He’d always been a bit protective. Lia grabbed herself a glass of orange juice and started eating her breakfast. Hearing the message tone for her cellphone go off, she quickly pulled it out of her pocket, her heart racing in anticipation. She rolled her eyes, as she saw it was just a message from her dad. “I have a package arriving later today, would you watch out for it and put it in the study for me when it arrives. Thank you.” the message read. Lia finished her breakfast and immediately hit the computer. She logged on to yahoo messenger and read over some of the messages her friend had sent her a few weeks ago. As she looked over her old messages, group of messages caught her eye. Her friend had apparently decided to make an impromptu trip to Atlanta to check up on her. Part of her wished he had. Had he shown up, to do nothing but check up on her, would’ve confirmed everything he said he’d felt about her. On the other hand, she would’ve hated for him to seen her like that. Laid up in some hospital bed, all frail and weak with a bunch of tubes sticking out of her. Nothing screams sexy like tubes sticking out of her mouth, taped to the side, with a little drool dripping out. Lia thought to herself, shuttering at how gross she probably looked. There was some messages about how hard it was to find her and how he felt like a failure for not being able to find her. Then nothing. Even after she’d gotten strong enough to text and call him, she never got any response, like he just dropped off the face of the world…again.

Lia went back farther, before she’d gotten really sick, he wrote her a story. It was perverted, kinky, and brutal, all the things Lia loved. The only thing that was lacking was the end, where she laid covered in urine and cum as her attackers walked away. But as much as she didn’t like the ending, the rest of it was great. She scrolled to the top and started reading. About halfway through, her nipples started to harden as she imagined herself in the scene. Her hand once again slowly slid into her shorts as she started to rub herself. A moan slipped from her lips as she continued reading, then almost as though it was planned, a loud knock broke her concentration once again.

“Goddammit!” Lia cried out, as she stood up and headed towards the door. She opened the door in a huff, frustrated that she had been interrupted yet again. In front of her stood a large white man with a few burn scars on his face. He was in a UPS uniform and beside him there was a large box. Lia caught herself staring at the man for a moment before she could stop herself. He cleared his throat loudly.

“Excuse me ma’am, would you mind signing for this.” the burned man said, looking down at her tiny frame. He had over a foot and a half in height on her and probably weighed three times as much as she did. He handed Lia the clipboard and watched her intently as she signed it. He checked her signature. Lia Harrison, it read. “Alright ma’am, where do you want me to put this.”

“In the study.” Lia said stepping aside to let the man in. The man hefted the heavy looking box up and started to carry it in. “Follow me.” Lia said walking ahead of the man as she lead him to the study. “Just put it right there.” she said, pointing at an empty space. The man walked past her and put the large box down. Lia started to walk out when she felt the man grab her. She turned around and immediately felt an impact as the huge man punched her in her tight, thin stomach. Lia folded like an accordian, then fell to her knees. He gripped her by the throat, his large hand almost too big, as he then lifted her from her feet with one hand. Lia feebly struggled, but to no avail.

Lia smiled as she looked around the dark empty crate. She never thought he’d actually do it. In a scene her friend had written, he kidnapped her by posing as a UPS man and stuffing her in a box. She hoped he hadn’t gone off the deep end too much. He said he’d kill the UPS driver and steal his truck. Lia said it would be better to knock him out. Hopefully he’d taken her advice. Lia prepared herself as she felt the box lifted and carried somewhere and then put down. Lia was literally shaking in anticipation. Finally they’d get to do everything they’d talked about. The box top was lifted and a large hand seized her by her hair.

“John, ouch! You’re hurting me!” Lia said as she was lifted by her hair from the box. She looked around, she was in a large empty warehouse.

“I don’t know who this John guys is, but I’m not him cupcake.” the voice of the guy lifting her up said. It was the burned man from earlier. The man threw Lia roughly to the ground and a spot light shined on her. She could barely see anything, but she heard a set of footsteps coming towards her.

“Is this the girl he picked?” a voice from the darkness asked.

“Yeah it’s her. “ the burned man replied.

Lia started to stand, but she was immediately kicked hard in the stomach. She fell back onto the hard, smooth concrete floor. Lia clutched her stomach as she hit the floor.

“Who are you! Why are you doing this to me!” Lia cried out as she tried to get a glimpse of the people around her.

“I’m the man who’s going to turn you into a good fucking slave.” The man in the darkness replied. “Hit the lights.” He called back to someone farther in the warehouse. The spotlight turned off and several flood lights turned on. It was still very dark, but she could atleast see her attackers now. A man in a very expensive looking suit stood before her. He was a smaller man, with black shades and a strong physique. Then another man walked from the darkness. He was a large chiseled very dark skinned black man with long dreadlocks and a gold grill in his mouth. He also wore an expensive looking suit. “Look baby girl, this can either be really easy or really hard.” the smaller man said, looking down at Lia, who’d just started to recover from the kick. “Stand up.” he commanded. Lia looked up at him as she laid on the ground.

“I bet you think your a real fucking man. Kicking little girls. That make you feel something. You get your rocks off!” Lia taunted defiantly. Lia knew one thing. That someone had selected her who wasn’t him. So the man wouldn’t hurt her, he couldn’t or his client would be very upset. Or atleast that’s what Lia was betting on. He proved her wrong quickly as he buried his foot into her stomach once again, driving the air from her lungs. Then he quickly pressed his foot on her head and started crushing her head against the concrete. Lia grabbed his foot and tried to pry it off of her head, but to no avail. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry…sir!” Lia said, recalling her misspent youth in the BDSM clubs. She knew those types always wanted to be respected. He lifted his foot from her head.

“Lick my shoe.” He commanded. Lia hesitated and before she could get to his shoe, the burned man lifted her to her feet, by her hair.

“Let me play with her a little.” the burned man said, excitedly. “She’ll be your obedient little slave in no time.” he promised. The smaller man tore Lia’s little tank top off with ease. Then brandished a needle with a hook at the end. Lia could see the barbs on the needle.

“Please….I’m sorry. I am. I promise, I’ll be good.” Lia pleaded. “I’ll do anything, you want, just don’t” Lia continued as he teased her right nipple with the needle. She winced in pain as he dragged the point of the needle over her soft tender breast, leaving light scrapes.

“You’ll do anything…okay then don’t move. You’re going to learn there are consequences for disobeying. From now on you’ll do whatever I tell you to do…the first time, immediately.” The man said as he continued to torture Lia’s breast with the needle, circling her areola, spiraling towards Lia’s nipple. He pricked Lia’s nipple with the needle, then stared into her eyes as he lowered his face towards her breast. Lia clinched her fist and closed her eyes, tears starting to fall down her face as she’s tortured. The man slowly licks up the drop of blood before standing back straight. “Look right into my eyes Lia. Don’t you dare turn away or close your eyes.” He commanded as he pressed the needle against Lia’s tortured nipple. His eyes locked on hers, he slowly pressed the needle into the tip of her nipple. Lia’s body was shaking as she dug her fingernails into her palms and bit into her lower lip. Lia felt the needle pierce inside of her nipple as he pressed in all the way down to the hook, leaving the small hook sticking out of the front of her right nipple. Tears poured from Lia’s pretty blue eyes as she struggled to keep her eyes locked to his as he lowered again, sucking the blood from the tip of Lia’s nipple, then biting down on the hook and pulling back on the needle to set the barbs. Lia screamed in pain as the barbs dug into her breast. The man continued the process on her left nipple, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as she knew what it was going to feel like. When he was finished Lia collapsed to the ground, the shock too much for her young body to bare. He reached down and cradled Lia’s face. “I didn’t tell you you could stop looking did I.” Lia’s eyes widened in fear.

“I’m sorry sir…I’m sorry! Please…don’t…” Lia pleaded.

“Take off your clothes and get into the cage.” He said, pointing to a large cage. It was large enough for Lia to stand in and maybe even sit down in if she hugged her knees. Stepped out of her panties and into the cage without hesitation. The large black man followed her, locking the cage behind her. The burned man followed a few feet behind and once Lia was locked into the cage, he grabbed a water hose. Lia screamed as the freezing cold water touched her flesh, drenching her from head to toe. Every time Lia would turn, he’d follow her spraying her with the strong cold hose. Lia shivered and shook as the hose drenched her with streams of freezing cold water. After about ten minutes though, Lia could barely feel it. She just stood in the corner, shivering. The burned man got bored and stopped. “Now, what do you want to do, Lia? Would you like to come to my nice warm bed and have sex, or would you rather sleep on the cold, wet floor all night, your choice.” The man said, staring at the freezing, shivering Lia. Her eyes glared up at him defiantly.

“I’d rather sleep in the fucking arctic!” Lia spat.

“Suit yourself, Lia.” he said as he starts off.

“If I get sick, your client isn’t going to be very happy, is he.” Lia said through chattering teeth. The smaller man immediately turned back at her. He stared hatefully at Lia for almost a minute before finally conceding, something he hadn’t done in his 7 year career as a slave breaker.

“Take the bitch upstairs and dry her off. Make sure she’s warm.” he said disgustedly. A smile crossed Lia’s face. Although she was cold and naked, with needles sticking from her breast, for the moment she’d won.

Lia woke up, being lifted into the air, by her long blonde hair. She was drug into the bathroom and forced into the bathtub. Lia, still half groggy screamed as she was thrust face down into the scalding hot water. She felt someone step on her back, forcing her to stay under. Lia struggled and flailed helplessly as the hot water burned her delicate skin. Lia began to panic as she quickly ran out of breath. She struggled more frantically as the fear of drowning over came the pain of the water. Lia had almost drowned when she was pulled over the edge of the bathtub. She was hanging halfway out of the bathtub when she felt the foot on her back again. This time it just pinned her to the edge of the bathtub. That’s when she started feeling the lashes. Lia once again screamed in agony as the belt tore into her flesh, leaving long red welts in her soft flesh. Lia kicked and screamed as lash after lash laid into her back. Blood dripped from her back from several lacerations as she was continually beaten.

“James! What the fuck are you doing!” a deep booming voice called out as the large black man rushed into the bathroom.

“This little bitch thinks she can beat me!” James says, laying more lashes into Lia’s helpless battered body. The large black man slammed James hard into the wall and jacked him up by his shirt.

“Look, I’d care of the little bitch spit on your fucking mamma! If you fuck this deal up I’m gonna beat the life outta you. You fucking got it!” the black man said. James nodded in defeat and his partner let him down. “I’ll take care of her, you go calm your happy ass down somewhere.” the black man said, walking towards Lia’s limp body.

“Thank…you…” Lia mouthed weakly as the man picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. He laid Lia down on her stomach and surveyed the damage. There were a few relatively deep lacerations, but most of the rest of the damage was superficial. He started slowly rubbing ointment on the welts as Lia laid down, trying to recover from the assault. Lia had almost fallen asleep when she heard the sound of a zipper being unzipped, then the rustling of pants being removed. Lia tried to roll to her back, but he was already holding her in place. “Wha…what are you doing.” Lia said, terrified of his reply. The man didn’t reply, instead, he just pushed Lia’s face into the mattress. Lia tried to raise up, but again she was too weak. She wiggled to the left and right, kicking as much as she could, trying to keep the man from pinning her down all the way. After a bit of struggling with Lia, he finally managed to pin her. Holding her head into the mattress with one hand, he lined up right at Lia’s tight little pussy. He slowly started to press himself into Lia. Lia screamed into the mattress as she felt the huge cock start to rip her tight little cunt apart. Although Lia wasn’t a virgin, she hadn’t had sex in 6 months and she was naturally very tight to begin with. Tears poured down Lia’s face as he slowly started to force his way into her, then just before his head entered her completely he stopped.

“Do you want to suck my dick.” He asked laying off of Lia just a bit.

“Yes. I want to suck your dick.” Lia spit out hurriedly. She really didn’t want anything to do with his cock, but she’d rather suck him off then to be raped.

“Convince me.” He said baring his weight down against Lia. She could feel his cock trying to force it’s way into her.

“Please let me suck your cock. I want it. I want to taste that big nigger cock.” Lia said, praying that the use of that word would turn him on instead of enrage him. “Don’t you want to shove that big nigger cock down this pretty little white girl’s throat.” Lia continued. Lia wasn’t a racist at all, infact she detested it, but she knew that some guys got turned on when she started using that kind of language.

“What the fuck did you call me bitch!” the black guy said, hopping off of the bed. By the time Lia knew what was happening, he was infront of her. He roughly grabbed her face and pried her mouth open. This was the first time Lia had seen his massive black rod. It was atleast 8” long and was very thick. He looked into Lia’s face as he jammed his massive ramrod down her throat. Lia tried to push him away to no avail as he thrust his large cock down her throat. He held her hair tightly pulling her face towards him as he thrust. Lia’s struggles went practically unnoticed as he gagged her with his cock. Lia had half the mind to bite into his cock as hard as she could, but she was scared. His friend had already beaten her severely and the last thing she wanted was that burned freak to take her, so instead Lia stopped fighting, she focused instead on breathing through her nose and taking deep breaths whenever she got a chance. The large black man violently raped Lia’s face almost breaking her nose several times as he slammed his pelvis into her face. Tears and ran down Lia’s face as he shoved his cock all the way down her throat. Lia’s face started to redden and she started to lose composure, pushing and scratching as she tried to catch her breath. He slapped her hard across the face, then again. Lia had started to black out as he held his cock down her throat. Lia stopped fighting and laid there. She lacked the strength to fight anymore. All she could do is lay there, her body shook and spasmed as her eye started to roll back into her head. The large black man smiled looking down at the nearly dead Lia her face turning as her eyes started to roll back into her head. He could feel her lungs pulling his cock deeper and deeper down her throat as they tried to suck in air. He pulled his cock out just at the edge of orgasm. Lia immediately started sucking in air, that’s when he released. Lia gagged and coughed as wave after wave of hot cum shot down her throat. He stepped back to admire his work. Lia was laying on the bed gasping for air as she coughed up his cum. He smiled. “Now get your dirty cock sucking whore ass cleaned up!” He commanded before walking out of the room. “You have 30 minutes.” called back as the door slammed shut.

Lia laid on the bed, beaten and exhausted for the next 10 minutes before she had the strength to get to her feet. She started to clean herself up in the bathroom. There was make up and the like. She quickly cleaned the saliva and cum from her face after she washed her mouth out. After cleaning up, she looked around and saw some clothes laying on the dresser next to the bed. She started to put them on. The top would’ve been a baby t if it wasn’t cropped just low enough to hang over her breast. It was pink and had Hello Kitty on the front of it. There was a matching skirt, that had also been “tailored” and ended just below her ass cheeks. There was a slit up both sides of the skirt. There were no underwear at all and a pair of 6 inch stiletto heels, they were pink as well. I look like a Thai whore. Lia thought as she looked at herself in the mirror. She was sure she’d be raped today. A tear fell down her face. As much as she’d fantasized about being raped, she never imagined it actually happening…not like this anyways. Lia walked out of the room with a minute to spare. She stared at the floor as the three men stared at her. She looked like an underaged fuck doll.

“Why don’t you crawl over here and suck some more cock.” the black guy teased. “She’s a dirty little cock sucker aren’t you little girl.” He continued. After receiving a stern look from the black man Lia nodded. “Tell the other guys how much you like sucking cock.” Lia stood there for a moment. Lia’s face hardened. She knew the kinds of things they could do to her, but she refused to be broken. She’d fought off cold after cold and even cancer, she wouldn’t let these jackasses beat her, atleast not this easily.

“Why don’t you get under the table suck that burned fucker’s cock, you limp dicked little…bitch!” Lia spat. She wanted to use another word, but she wouldn’t let them change her like that either. If she was going to die, she was going to die Lia. Rage burned in the black man’s eyes as he shot up from his seat.

“What the fuck did you say to me bitch. I’m gonna skull fuck the life outta you.” He said lounging towards her.

“Marcus, calm the fuck down!” James called out. “If I can’t hurt the bitch you can’t either. Anyways, they’re paying good fucking money for his cunt. If we kill her, they’ll probably take it out on our asses. And I don’t want some rich colombian fucker coming after me. Marcus stopped and sat back down. “Angus, you take care of the little bitch.” James suggested. Lia’s eyes widened in terror. The large man started towards her. Lia turned around and hurried up the stairs. She knew she’d move faster with her heels off, but she’d never have the time to take them off before she was caught. She hurried up the stairs and ran into the bathroom. Angus gingerly followed her. He had been waiting since they first got the job to fuck Lia. He walked up to the bathroom, where he heard her breathing.

“Little bitch little bitch let me in.” Angus teased in his deep raspy voice. Angus reached and grabbed the door knob. He immediately screamed as the hot doorknob burned his hand. “You wanna play now do you. We can play…all night.” Angus said menacingly. He kicked the door open with ease, but he wasn’t prepared for what happened next. A burst of flame shot into his face, it didn’t really hurt that much or catch anything on fire, but it did blind him for what came next. Lia took the lid from the toilet and swung upward with all her might, smashing it against Angus’s chin. He lurched backward as cried out in pain. Lia, then kicked him in the balls as hard as she could. Lia recoiled in shock as her foot clanged off the hard steel cup. Unfazed, Lia ran passed Angus, heading down the stairs, armed only with an aerosol spray can and some matches she’d found under the bed. Unbeknownst to Lia, Angus wasn’t as hurt as she thought he was. As heavy as the lid was, Lia was comparatively weak and Angus had lost a lot of the feeling in much of his body due to a fire he was caught in. Lia felt the large man’s hand wrap around her tiny ankle as she pushed past him. She turned the spray him again, but he slapped the bottle from her hand. “I’m going to shove that curling iron up your ass.” Angus threatened as he stood up, jerking Lia off of her feet in the process. Lia’s little skirt fell upward exposing her tiny little cunt. Angus wrapped her other leg under his arm as he pulled her to tight little pussy towards his face. Lia swung as hard as she could, but it didn’t seem to phase the monster of a man as his face sat just inches from her most private of places.